tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6535358117852117329.post8010993514671321090..comments2023-05-05T10:28:35.702-04:00Comments on Letters to Ellie: The Day You Were BornDanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11692756074193193644noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6535358117852117329.post-23387826123158414572014-02-24T06:47:52.344-05:002014-02-24T06:47:52.344-05:00The day you were born I arrived at the hospital ju...The day you were born I arrived at the hospital just in time to see your mom being wheeled out in at stretcher for surgery. Your Grandma Raju was in a corner of the hallway crying and I took her hand, we hugged and I called to your Mom, "I love you". Grandma Raju and I stood outside the delivery room suite door squinting through the narrow windows on the double doors for signs of activity, any kind of news about you and your mom. Finally I saw a little head of dark hair inside an incubator, just for an instant. I thought to myself that it had to be you! I marveled that your head seemed larger than I expected. I am really not sure what I had expected, I was just glad to see our Baby. "Raju", I said, "I think I just saw her"! I deliberately stared into the eyes of nurses going in and out of the delivery suite doors searching for any kind of news. One nurse finally caught my prolonged expression of concern and she said, "congratulations" with a smile. That word penetrated my soul. Raju and I hugged and continued our vigil until we saw your mom being wheeled by. For an instant the concern of your preterm birth did not weigh heavily. There was simply joy. Grandma Smithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12467845986001501490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6535358117852117329.post-21697867566838763882014-02-23T23:18:19.878-05:002014-02-23T23:18:19.878-05:00The first thing I thought when I saw Ellie for the...The first thing I thought when I saw Ellie for the first time was "wow! I see Dana!" But since then Ive seen Rani in her too. I think for me it depends on the moment who she reminds me of. I guess this is one of the reasons I find myself glancing at the photos of her throughout the day, everyday. Its fascinating. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10396628789619397469noreply@blogger.com